Help! I changed the gender of the male protagonist in the yandere game

In the Shinto religion of the island country, "death" is believed to generate impurity. The earliest record of rituals for removing impurity involves Izanagi escaping the pursuit of his deceased wife after returning from the land of the dead, performing a purification ritual in the Misogi River.

Graveyards, naturally, are places of "impurity," and are avoided.

It is also for this reason that even within Kasumi Castle, those of noble status are not buried within the castle walls after death, let alone in the sacred grounds of the Sacred Cherry Company.

"However."

Renjō Sentarō gazed at the gravestone of Shiroishi.

"Even the esteemed former Great Shrine Maiden is buried in such a desolate place after death. The Sacred Cherry Company is truly heartless…"

He took a wooden ladle, scooped water from the wooden bucket, and gently poured it onto the gravestone.

After completing this step, he silently began to wipe the gravestone clean with a cloth.

As the owner of a large trading house, Renjō Sentarō did not need to personally handle the grave sweeping. Renjō Sentarō was accompanied by dozens of servants and guards.

Three differently dressed young female dolls stood behind him, a little further away from the gravestone. A group of male bald-headed servants with their eyes covered by crimson cloth stood neatly, and they wore swords.

Considering the constant risk of assassination, Renjō Sentarō was not without guards.

He spent a great deal of money to purchase three autonomous combat-type dolls that could tear apart human bodies with their bare hands, shatter rocks with their fists, and were covered with various mechanisms. It was hard to say how they would fare against monsters, but they were indeed very troublesome when facing "people" as enemies.

As for those bald-headed servants with swords, they were not ordinary people either. In terms of defense, it could be said to be quite substantial.

After all, Renjō Sentarō was a merchant, not an exorcist. He did not need to go to extremely dangerous places to deal with demons and monsters.

Even if someone intended to kill him, it would mostly be against similar people. In theory, Renjō Sentarō only needed to stay as close as possible to urban areas, and the risk would not be so great.

On the other hand, despite having so many subordinates, this man always did the grave sweeping himself, never relying on others.

"I've come to bother you again, Miss Miyo."

Renjō Sentarō gently clasped his hands together, praying as he spoke: "I went to see that child in advance. It's been more than ten years now. She has grown into a graceful young woman, just like you back then."

He muttered to himself: "She has also grown up healthy and is almost at the age where she can talk about marriage…"

After rambling on for a while, Renjō Sentarō's voice suddenly stopped.

"You idlers… at least let me finish sweeping the grave before you make your appearance, right?"

"That won't do."

The person speaking let out a cold laugh.

"If we let Lord Renjō send out a message and attract outsiders, we won't have any chance."

Two figures slowly walked out of the darkness.

One of the figures wore a wide-sleeved kimono.

He was a young man with a pale face, wearing a pair of small, round, black sunglasses.

The other was a tall and sturdy man, with messy, spiky black hair, wearing an outfit with animal fur, looking like a wild man from the mountains.

"I am Jinno, from the Eightfold Blessing Society's 'Reverse Blessing'."

The young man wearing the blue kimono announced his origin.

"This is my companion, he is called Kuki."

Casually introducing the person next to him, the young man who called himself "Jinno" smiled. His face was pale and bloodless, but his teeth revealed a ferocious glint.

"We have come this time to ask Lord Renjō to have a talk. It would be best if we could handle this matter without resorting to violence—"

In an instant, a white object rapidly spread out.

"Mist!?"

As Renjō Sentarō was startled, in less than a few breaths, this white mist had sealed off the graveyard and the thicket.

'This kind of barrier is the first time I've seen it?'

Unknowingly, a thick fog filled the surroundings, and it was clear that this was not a naturally formed fog.

The eerie white mist expanded and enveloped this area in an instant, and even the scenery outside the graveyard seemed hazy.

"This is a formation of Qimen Dunjia or something? They really came prepared!"

Renjō Sentarō could only smile wryly.

Looking up, he could see that the thick fog had even sealed off the night sky.

He knew very well that it was a profound technique passed down from the Central Plains. With the formation and the barrier working together, this area was completely sealed off.

"I don't want to make too much of a fuss."

Jinno unfolded the fan in his hand.

"However, it is not realistic for Lord Renjō to want to leave here."

He waved the fan in his hand, and the soil around the graveyard suddenly surged, and countless skeletal hands stretched out.

One skeleton after another emerged from the ground, their bare bodies absorbing the surrounding soil and rocks, slowly transforming into flesh and blood, and then returning to their appearance before death.

After the dead were resurrected, their faces showed expressions of resentment. They naturally hated the living, craving the flesh and vitality of the living.

"Necromancy?!"

Renjō Sentarō's face turned ashen.

"That's right, it is the necromancy technique created by Priest Saigyō."

Jinno said with a smile: "Lord Renjō, you should recognize this person, right?"

A woman wearing a white kimono slowly walked over.

"No, impossible…"

His eyes widened, unable to believe this scene.

"—Miss Miyo."

Renjō Sentarō's body froze.

He was trapped as if by shackles of ice, unable to move at all.

…

It's about to begin.

At the same time as the dense fog formed, Hyakusuke knew that the assassination of Renjō Sentarō should begin.

'Although I don't know the specific time, the game stated that he was attacked while sweeping the grave, so it can be easily done by finding out when he sweeps the grave…'

He knew very well in his heart.

However, Renjō Sentarō's schedule was usually very secretive, and outsiders could not know when he would go to sweep the grave.

Therefore, Hyakusuke had to ask Katsuhana for help to find out about this matter. Only she had the connections to find out about Renjō Sentarō's schedule.

Sure enough, Katsuhana did not spend too much effort and quickly obtained key information.

Hyakusuke was also greatly shocked by this.

'Miss Katsuhana… I heard that the employees of the Renjō Trading House are very tight-lipped. You… what kind of non… no, I mean what means did you use to find out this confidential information.'

'I wouldn't use crude methods.'

Katsuhana snorted: "Besides, I know how tight-lipped the people of the Renjō Trading House are. People who tried to bribe them with money in the past have not succeeded… As for using methods such as torture, brainwashing, and bewitching, the other party also has specialized occultists who conduct regular surveillance. Furthermore, the people of the trading house usually live together, so it is not easy to find loopholes."

However, she still had her ways.

"So, how exactly did you do it?"

"I found that little girl."

"Ah?"

"The little brat named Yae, I asked her to give me information."

"Yae… but, why would she do that?"

Faced with Hyakusuke's question, Katsuhana smiled without saying a word.

In fact, she did not spend too much effort.

The moment she left the trading house before, she secretly hid a small shikigami on the girl.

After all, the other party was a potential rival in love (although she was relatively young, she had to take precautions in advance), so it was necessary to monitor her.

In addition, that small paper shikigami, in addition to being able to eavesdrop, also had the function of transmitting messages.

Katsuhana directly found an opportunity when Yae was alone and used the shikigami to secretly communicate with the girl.

"I have something to ask you~~ little brat."

"Y-you, who are you?"

Yae stared warily at the shikigami floating in the air.

"No, I remember your voice. Are you the noble lady from the Kurohimeyama family yesterday?"

"Good memory."

Katsuhana praised.

She then realized that this little girl was quite smart. The little girl pretended to be calmly talking to herself, while secretly shaking the bell in her sleeve—that was a bell that could send a warning to the occultists in charge of guarding the trading house.

'…That bell is useless, I have opened a barrier to block the signal.'

Katsuhana said slowly.

"Listen carefully, little girl, the next thing I want to say is related to him. If you are not interested, leave here. This shikigami will self-destruct, and even if you go to Renjō Sentarō to identify me, no one will believe you without any evidence.'

Her tone suddenly changed: "But, if you really want to help that person, then you might as well listen to me finish speaking…"

The girl blinked, did not speak, and quietly listened to Katsuhana's words.

…

"What a smart girl."

Afterward, Katsuhana had to admit that it was convenient to communicate with smart people.

After listening to her words, Yae understood the intentions of this second young lady of the Kurohimeyama family.

"You… plan to make me your inside person?"

"Don't say it so harshly, it's just cooperation and mutual assistance."

"You are finding out about Chairman Renjō's schedule, what are you planning to do?"

"No, on the contrary, I want to do him a favor."

"Then… what benefits can I get?"

The look in Yae's eyes when she said these words revealed a sly glint, which was not the look of a little girl at all, but rather like a mercenary fox.

Hmph!

Katsuhana sneered in her heart.

She knew that this was the case. If she left him alone, he would attract bees and butterflies and cause these troublesome people to come.

Therefore, she had to control the risks.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a cold smile.

"I will lend him to you… but—"

"Only for one day."